The Lover (James Avis Bartley Poems)
SCENE I.--A WOODED MOUNTAIN IN BLOOM--TIMESUNRISE--ENTER LOVER SOLUS.This is my fair resort, the Summer SunIs rising there, the ocean gleams ...
SCENE I.--A WOODED MOUNTAIN IN BLOOM--TIMESUNRISE--ENTER LOVER SOLUS.This is my fair resort, the Summer SunIs rising there, the ocean gleams ...
Beards of water some of them have. Others are blowing whistles of water. Faces astonished that constant water jumps from their mouths. Jaws of lions are snarling waterthrough green ...
My dear wife sits beside the fire With folded hands and dreaming eyes,Watching the restless flames aspire, And wrapped in thralling memories.I ...
11: The thick golden stream of honey took so longTo pour, our host had time to say:"Here in the dismal ...
A little curly-headed godThrough asphodel came creeping,Found Mother Juno on the nod,And safely slipped her keeping.Away he frolicked, full of ...
OTSO THE HONEY-EATER.Came the tidings to Pohyola,To the village of the Northland,That Wainola had recoveredFrom her troubles and misfortunes,From her ...
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
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